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Oh, I just love the kind of woman who can walk a man
I mean like a god damn band
She says, literally, music is the air she breathes
And the malaprops me want to fucking scream
I wonder if she even what that word means
Well, literally not that

Of the few main things I hate about her, one's her petty, vogue
been told too many times they're beyond their years
By every of distinction she keeps around
And now insufferable convo
Features her patiently the cosmos
Of she's in the middle

Oh my God, I swear never happens
Lately, I can't stop the wheels from
I feel so
When I with her buttons

She blames her excess on my influence but gladly Hoovers all my
I found her naked her best friend in the tub
We sang "Silent Night" in three parts was fun
Til she said she sounds just like Sarah Vaughan
I hate that soulful affectation white put on
Why you move to the Delta?
I obliged later on when you begged me to ya